"Beca, baby, I'm leaving now, you have to wake up though, you're opening today remember," Chloe gently shook the brunette, making sure she opened her eyes.

"Okay, okay I'm up."

"Love you, see you later," the red head placed a kiss on her wife's forehead.

"Love you too, bye."

Beca never thought she would get married, never in a million years. After her parents' divorce she was dead set against it, why waste your time if it's just going to end in divorce she thought. Beca was convinced that all marriage served to do was to make people unhappy, yet here she was, married for three months and happier than she'd ever been. She loved waking up next to the same beautiful face every day, and coming home to her at night. She loved asking someone about their day, every day. She loved sitting down to dinner together. She loved watching TV and cuddling on the couch. She loved just talking in bed until they both fell asleep. For the most part these were things they did before they were married, but now that they were married for some reason everything meant so much more to Beca.

Beca's favourite thing though, was the thoroughly domestic text message and phone calls they got to exchange. I love you, hey, we need milk, I miss you, I'll be home in ten, call me, you're the best, xoxo. Chloe was fond of just sending her smiley faces and the word love. It was nauseatingly adorable, and something Beca would hate if it was anyone other than her lovely wife.

Hey love how r u? Beca read the message on her phone and smiled. Okay babe, Mondays are always slow, miss you, sent. Miss u 2, meeting now love u, later. It was that ever present promise that she would always see her later that Beca loved about marriage.

Beca spent the rest of the afternoon organizing the CDs, and chatting with a couple of Barden frat boys about their favourite bands. For frat boys they had pretty decent taste and weren't at all as douchey as Beca had come to expect. Things with her chosen employees had been going really smoothly, so Beca could work decent hours and go home for dinner every night. At five she grabbed her coat, and said goodbye to the other girls.

Beca almost always made it home before Chloe on nights she didn't work a late shift. She usually took this time to work on her mixes, or if she was feeling brave she'd start on dinner. They were both terrible cooks still, but somehow they managed to be slightly less terrible together.

"Beca, I'm home," Chloe called when she finally walked through the door, just after six.

"In here babe," Beca yelled from the office. Their house had three bedrooms, but for the time being they were only using one as they rarely had guests. Chloe surprised Beca one day soon after they moved into the place; she had put in a desk and all of Beca's equipment, and music collection and hung band posters all over the place. She said a cool business woman like Beca needed a cool office. A few days later Beca moved in a second desk, one for Chloe to do her paper work on. If she was going to have a cool office, she wanted the coolest of office mates.

Chloe wrapped her arms around the brunette's chest and pressed a kiss to the side of her head. "How was your day?"

"Good how about you, how are you feeling?" Beca spun around in her chair, pulling Chloe down onto her lap.

"I'm okay, today was decent, mostly paper work. Benji and I had lunch at that really awful sandwich shop across the street," she laughed.

Beca had heard Chloe mention this place before, multiple times in fact. According to Chloe the sandwiches were terrible, hard bread, wilted lettuce and too much mayo.

"Why is it you two keep going back there again?"

"We like to watch the people that go there, and they have really delicious homemade chips."

"You guys are crazy. Speaking of crazy though, did you ask Benji about dinner with him and his wife?"

"Hey," Chloe elbowed her, "you know you love her crazy, and yes, I did ask him if they would be coming to dinner tomorrow."

"And?"

"They'll be there, with Kenzie of course."

"Perfect."

"Yeah, he said they were pretty excited about it. I guess we're just that fabulous."

Beca snorted, her wife's playful arrogance was always amusing to her. "Yeah, that or they just want to get out of the house. We haven't been out in what, like two months now."

The next day was technically Beca's day off, but as usual this meant doing paper work and finances for the store, at least in the morning. She didn't mind too much, she loved having the store, and Chloe wouldn't be home to talk to anyway.

Beca woke to the smell of hot coffee, and oatmeal. Chloe was well aware of the work that Beca's days off usually entailed, and always prepared her a little something to entice to actually get up and do it. Next to the mug was a note that simply read; love you, meet us at the restaurant at 6 with a smiley face. Beca just folded the note and slipped it into her pocket, later she would put it in the box, with all the others. Beca had saved every little note Chloe had ever left for her, every smiley face, every I love you, every x and o, all tucked away for safe keeping. There was something about saving these moments- moments they aren't together but where they are thinking about each other-that Beca thought was important.

"You're late," Aubrey chided, "You didn't even work today."

"Hey, leave her alone, I'm sure she has a good reason for making us wait around an extra half hour for her," Chloe smirked.

"Yeah, sorry guys, I made a pit stop and it took longer than expected. Go ahead, order, I just want my usual," Beca slid into the book next to Chloe.

Chloe leaned over to give her wife a peck on the cheek, "you okay?" she whispered in the brunette's ear.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just mismanaged my time, that's all."

"So Beca, how is business anyway?" Aubrey questioned, genuinely curious. She originally had doubts about Beca's plan to support herself by opening up a record store, but had come to be impressed by the younger woman's business savvy.

"Pretty decent, slow at the beginning of the week but things really pick up come Thursday and we're doing great at lunch time. The girls are thinking of adding some sandwiches and light soups to the menu at the café."

"Sounds great," Benji added, "maybe Chloe and I can eat there instead of that awful sandwich place."

Beca snorted, she always figured it was more Chloe who liked to watch the people and eat the chips. The food arrived after a few more minutes, and the four now very hungry adults began to chow down. Tonight's outing was at a favourite restaurant of both the couples, but they hadn't been in a while. When life didn't get in the way though, they liked to get together and catch up. Beca always found other children in restaurants annoying, but McKenzie's presence amused her. The 15 month old was bouncing up and down and munching on a few of Benji's fries. She was quiet and adorable, just the way Beca preferred her little people.

"So," Chloe started, "we actually invited you two here in part to share some important news."

Beca squeezed the red head's hand, and nodded, encouraging her to continue.

"We just wanted to tell you what we decided to do with some of the money we had saved, instead of going on a honeymoon. Beca and I started taking the necessary steps to start a family, and we're thrilled to tell you that McKenzie will have a new playmate in approximately eight months," both Chloe and Beca were beaming at the news, Aubrey and Benji were the first people they were sharing this with.

"Seriously?" Aubrey squealed, "I'm a so happy for you two. You're going to make great moms," the blonde smiled.

"Aww, congratulations ladies. I echo Aubrey's sentiment, you two are great with McKenzie and you're going to be amazing mothers," Benji added.

"You excited to have a little friend?" Beca reached across the table to tickle McKenzie's chin.

"Actually," Aubrey piped up after a few minutes of excitement, "we were glad you asked us to come out because there was something we wanted to tell you too."

Benji smiled, "McKenzie is actually going to have two new playmates."

Chloe let out an enthusiastic squeal that Beca wasn't completely sure was human.

"Aubrey, seriously, I'm so excited. We're going to have babies together and our kids are going to grow up together and this is all so exciting."

"I know right, I can't believe it!"

"Congratulations!" Beca added, she liked the idea of her kid growing up with playmates. If Chloe and Aubrey's friendship was any indication, her son or daughter would be lucky to have such a great friend in Aubrey's kid.

"Well, I was actually going to give this to Chloe, but I think it's pretty perfect for your little one."

Beca's pit stop earlier involved a trip to the mall, she wanted to pick up something quickly for the baby but she couldn't help herself when she passed a store that did custom embroidery. The brunette gently tossed the gift bag across the table. Benji and Chloe just laughed when they saw what was written on the tiny onesie; aca-dorable.

"Aww Beca, are you sure you don't want this for your little one?" Aubrey asked.

"Its fine, I have plenty of time to get them something else," Beca smiled at her friends.

"Well, this calls for celebration. Since two of you can't have alcohol, how does some cake sound?" Benji suggested.

"Delicious," the three women agreed in unison.

Children, another thing Beca had always said she'd never have. It had taken her a while to come around to the idea, but they day Chloe told her everything had worked and that they'd be having a baby she knew she made the right choice. Now she couldn't wait to meet the little one. Boy or girl, as cliché as it is Beca honestly didn't care, as long as it was healthy. She knew Chloe would be an excellent mother, and slowly but surely she was being reassured that she could do it too. With Chloe by her side, Beca knew anything was possible.

A/N: If you've made it here, you've read the whole story and I thank you for following. This is technically the last chapter, but there will be an epilogue, set ten years in the future, so look for that. As always your feedback is greatly appreciated and again, thank you for reading.